You got no Creativity

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(Intro)
Man, you need to steal Eminem's chorus with whack verses and screw up your track.
Man you ain't got Creativity

(Verse 1)
My beginning is the start of your end
You should be given the award for the Mark of Boring
I met a bitch yesterday who was like 'my bras are all stolen'
Then I see you cross dressing, you thought its your clothing
You got no position to justify your vision
Cause I'm right you're a gimmick and you're a lie but not living
Your shy and so timid, I might go and cross limits
I couldn't find a verse of yours without a fault in it
You're so into problem s but you ain't solving it
The true rap fans don't look at you, they applaud winners
That proves we ain't on the same page, I'm far different
I'm so high that I fucking killed your God bitches
My broad thesis ain't meant for narrow minded people
Fucking flawed species, how many times do I have to remind I'm Evil?
You lost reason, I'd still be too advance for you had they designed my prequel
You're not reading, then look into me you'll find my beast brute
Imma be the one to defeat you, my speeches are full of speakers
You claiming to be a guy when you attended the school of priestess
You screw up your features, I grew up in a Legion
Though its true slut, you still won't believe it
What I flush, you eat it, still don't get it, bitch I mean feces
You only rub, when your dreaming, fuck screaming, you're speechless
Your penis is uprooted like trees get you can't freeze it
It was three inch, shoot it, leave it, you died for commiting a treason
You ain't...

(Hook)
You ain't got no creative flow,
You copy hooks, you ain't worth it we players show
Go pray up ho, cause the shit you can do
If you wanna go against me, well fuck you

(Verse 2)
My shadows are bigger than your Chateau, My plaques full
Covering wardrobes, smothering you assholes, your bitch is my black hole
She sucks so bad, From my dick to my gonads
I make her go mad, like you with my notepad, I go harass
Your flows crap and you know that, I don't hold back
I control rap, and mould that and unfold class I'm the Gold pass
You can just dream to be in the spot I'm in
I'm defining new areas of rap also I'm fucking rewinding
Old school that you wouldn't know fool, I'm so cool
If I unfold you, I'll get a ho full of damaged unsold goods
You're convertible's totaled I'm in comfortable hotels
Confronting me, you're forced to, in one hundred degrees I'll roast you
Living against me you'll be opposed dude
Really I'm the Zilla you fear me like your supposed to
Let me present you the whole truth, your parents sold you
You were an unknown fool, you will be the same, I told you
Your filed will be closed too, ain't no one gonna know you
Your death, I propose a toast to, your body, we'll throw you
In sewers for the cannibals, few are quite radical
You are a small animal, So far ahead of you yet I'm tangible
Don't make me go after your family and make this personal
You don't have it, You can't win with words you know
You ain't succeeding if people say, "we're hate you bro"
Cause you muthafucking son of bitch...

(Hook)
...ain't got no creative flow,
You copy hooks, you ain't worth it we players show
Go pray up ho, cause the shit you can do
If you wanna go against me, well fuck you

Shadow_Ice_King
Retaliated to your No Apologies remix.
All fun man

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